Not All Fun and Games

My posts have given the impression that it is not so bad being stuck at Sloan Kettering with Leukemia, and to be honest it has been OK. This hospital is so well run and the people here are so nice and helpful that it is possible to put oneself on autopilot and glide through the days and weeks rather pleasantly. Not wanting to leave you feeling like the little girls in that famous children’s book Madeline Goes to the Hospital ( ” and all the little girls cried out boo-hoo. We want to have our appendix out too.) I offer yesterday,,,

The night night before last and yesterday were not fun.

Let me first reassure you that at the moment I feel fine. I ate some dinner (one hard boiled egg and part of a baked potato and a bit of overly sweet cheesecake), brushed my teeth (extra soft toothbrush) and am settling in for a (hopefully) long sleep.

The night before last, however, started with a bout of self pity followed by a headache, followed by the dreaded nausea. After feeling miserable for several hours I ended up throwing up into the garbage pail. Finally the anti nausea medicine kicked it and I got a little sleep and woke up feeling pretty good.

Unfortunately the whole stupid series of events happened again in the afternoon. Luckily, they tried a different medicine (an under the tongue fizzy thing) and it worked really well.

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Sometimes the side-effects feel worse than the disease.
Glad to hear that you feel a bit better. I’m repeating “this is part of the medicine. This is part of the medicine. This is part of the medicine.” It doesn’t seem to help, but it gives me something to do.
Meditation: In your mind’s eye, light a beautiful candle. See the warmth of the glow. Keep the candle lit…warm and glowing and beautiful. Hold the image until your breathing is calm and easy. Hold the image and begin to count your breaths. Hold the image and allow the warm glow of the candle to fill your body. As you count, become the warm glow. Become glowing and beautiful and relaxed. (practice the imagery and counting until you can hold the image for 20 minutes by the clock.)
You will be happy to hear that I was up and working all week-end. I had my hands in Michael Ealey’s pants. Look him up. He’s really cute. I haven’t met him yet. The fitting was done with another seamstress. I don’t like when that happens.
How is the coloring book coming? what color do you think kids will make vomit? Although I think the image might be head in the basket, tail in the air.
Love, hugs, kisses,
Colette